I write this song for you
As I live and breathe for you
With the same caution that lends hesitation to my reaching hand
I write this song for you
With vanity and restless happiness
I hold my naked hips as I lay next to you
I Brush my hair out of my eyes
And try to see myself the way you do
Your heart is on your sleeve but your sleeves are thick
Kind and sad and over-thought
Your words spill over
Lost somewhere between my ears my heart
These words are not for me
But this is not a song for me
I write this song for you
As I live and breathe for you
